Teen runaways

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Liv pov:
Once I have finished my singular Oreo I look around to see everyone with their heads hung low.

"Whoa, what's with the depressed mood all of a sudden?" I question and the others look over to me.

"The regret is sinking in" Jamie says sadly and i realise that just getting up and leaving wasn't always a plan for them, for me it has been so I was expecting it.

"You guys wanna go back?" I ask in a voice of disbelief but also concern they all shows looks of guilt and I instantly knew I was a little too harsh.

"Alright, sorry for being harsh but to make up for it...." I trail off drawing suspense, it works as they all stare at me in anticipation.

"Drum roll please!" I say whilst also tapping the side of the van, the mood is lifted as they all drum roll reluctantly.

"Let's spray paint the car!" I say and everyone goes silent, I guess they didn't expect that?

I give jazz hands to the van to try and provoke a response.

"Fuck yeah!" Jake yells whilst walking over to me as I held the bag with many spray paint cans in it.

I hand him a green one, it just makes sense with his personality. "But if you guys couldn't take up too much of the centre on the sides? I wanna do a special somethin" I say and they all stand, the mood has officially been picked up.

For Nova I gave purple, Mason a dark blue, Jamie a dark pink and myself a really dark yellow, almost brown.

They start their work writing words, drawings of even just patterns.

I let them work until they all stand next to me after twenty minutes, the car is completely covered except for the sides like I asked.

"This actually looks pretty decent" I approve in almost disbelief.

"Nice to know you had faith" Jamie says and the group erupts in laughter and I simply walk to the van getting ready to add my addition.

I simply spray in a tag style 'the runaways' and after adding some black outline I gained the groups approval.

We eventually climb in and I start the van deciding not too drain Jake or drain myself teaching someone else.

"Hey Nova, does this stereo work?" I ask as Nova is now in the passenger seat next to me after she crash tackled Jake to get it, let's just say Jake will have a black eye tomorrow.

"I think so..." she trails off trying to turn it on and eventually settles on hitting it really hard.

"Alright Nova, what did the van ever do to you?" Mason pipes up from the back earning a couple chuckles but she strikes it once more.

CRACK.

"Shit" Nova says as the stereo had made a not so good crunching and cracking noise.

"HE WAS A SKATER BOY SHE SAID SEE YOU LATER BOY-" the van screams loudly resulting in the whole group flinching violently as well as the van.

"HOW DO YOU SHUT IT UP?!" Nova yells over the song, it least we are stuck with a good song.

She continues to slap it but not succeeding she also tries turning the volume dial down but surprise, it's also broken.

"THAT'S IT!" Jake then climbs into the front and completely punches the plastic in turn making it a reasonable volume.

"Didn't know you had beef with the stereo" I say and he slaps the back of my head which causes the van to erupt in laughter.

"Hey! No distracting the driver!" I say which makes everyone laugh harder, the song eventually fades out and the news begins.

"Breaking news! A group of delinquent teens run away from home and recklessly steal a van from a drug dealer...." The van goes silent and at that moment the stereo stops working once again.

"How have we been reported already?!" I yell in frustration.

"I don't care! A drug dealers car?! WE COULD HAVE BEEN MURDERED!" Jamie screams, i didn't even register that piece of information.

In the rear view mirror I see Jake's eyes grow wide when he looks in the seat behind him, concern fills me.

"What is it Jake?!" All attention is drawn to him and he starts laughing a little too hard.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Mason questions edging away from the insane boy.

"There are like....3? Kilos of weed in the back, with a few extra packets of crack" he laughs and I stare at him in disbelief.

"No fucking way" Jamie says while climbing into the very back seat, she then holds up exactly what Jake described.

"What are the fucking chances?" I say through giggles.

"So what do we do with it?" Nova asks and to be honest I'm not completely sure.

"We need to chuck it! What if we get caught with it? We are already in enough shit with the police" Jamie says anxiously which earns instant approval.

"Fuck the police! We should use it all obviously, do you know how good weed is? I haven't even tried crack before" Jake shouts over Jamie, it's like having fucking children.

"I know you have been in juvie before but I would NOT handle it in there, it's a miracle I'm even here" Jamie admits and I start to see her side of things.

"Guys! We have no money right? We could just sell it!" Mason says and luckily there are no arguments.

"I guess that's a yes then?" I ask and the van reluctantly agrees.

"One bag of crack? And a little, just a little tiny bit of weed? Come on this shit looks expensive too" Jake pleads with me, am I the mum of the group now?

"Fucking hell one bag! And one fucking pinch of weed, ONLY when we stop. I don't need you stealing our drugs" I say and glare at him in the mirror.

"It's not OUR drugs" he mumbles like a fucking toddler.

"Fine I don't need you stealing OUR stolen drugs, got it?" I rouse in the mirror and he nods his head swearing under his breath.

Fucking teenagers.

Sorry about the little plot but i don't actually know where this story is going so....any suggestions? As always don't forget to vote!

- author